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Champagne Birthday
03:58
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Lately when I’ve been thinking of you
The world around me stops
As though I’m in a new dimension
Just me and my intrusive thoughts
It’s there that it starts to itch again
And I’m where I shouldn’t be
There’s comfort in the quiet places
Where I like to scream
Then you walk in
Never too soon
Hopelessly unaware of the energy in the room
(And that’s when you’re like)
Pop the champagne
Go fetch the flutes
Pop the champagne
I say any glass will do
You keep a bottle on hand
for occasions just like this
And you lose my attention
Before a drop ever hits
Lately when I’ve been thinking of you
I get pains deep in my chest
I always know it’s coming
But I can’t prepare for it
The itching falls in sequence to the bitter taste you bring
Envy is such a filthy flavour dripping from your lips
And then you walk in
Never too soon
Hopelessly unaware of the energy in the room
Oh you’re so sweet it’s vintage
I can’t ever tell the difference
You shouldn’t have, I insist
The smell alone it makes me sick
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Pressure Cooker
03:11
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From the other room
I hear the squeaking of your chair
Cutting through the static
That sits right between my ears
Breathing awfully loud from way over there
I tick a little faster with every inhale
Better late than never
Best if not at all
Keep tripping on the foot you leave
Sticking out the hall
Spinning the rotary with no one to call
Nothing ever changes, just the packages they come
Do you hear her?
Shuffling her feet
Do you see her?
Avoiding your reach
Do you know her?
What’s in a name
Can you feel her?
Pulling away
Better late than never
Best if not at all
Keep tripping on the foot you leave
Sticking out the hall
When we talk
About the weather
I’d rather not at all
Can’t distract from the pressure
Building up between these walls
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Little Fish
04:00
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You can’t help but give up your cards
Found your stash, full pack, at the back of the garage
It was hidden in plain sight
waiting to get caught
You want the truth to set you free
But you love that hollow feeling
Stupid little fish
Haven’t learned yet
how to use those fins
Low supply, no oxygen
No survival instinct
You’re gonna die if you don’t swim
Stupid little
Sanctimonious without the faith
Using holy water to cool down in this heat
Publicly while the neighbours watch
Captivated audience
Proud boy pissing in the garden
A daughter saw, it’s been called in
Strong current
Dead fins
A gang of barracuda circle in
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Neither Could Dylan Vaughan, Ontario
Equipped with the casual snarkiness of fellow Canadians Treble Charger, the tranquillic and thoughtful introspection of Death Cab For Cutie and the immersive melodic stylings of Jimmy Eat World, Neither Could Dylan emerged in the summer of 2020 with an aesthetic all her own. Affectionately dubbed “Canadian Punkabilly,” it’s a little punk, a little folk, a little pop and all rock and roll. ... more
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